tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post327742817466554857..comments2023-10-03T09:22:28.312-07:00Comments on two L's please: I Can Do Without You, Know What I MeanHillaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10602816507915795709noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-8113405510576353112009-03-20T10:12:00.000-07:002009-03-20T10:12:00.000-07:00Damn, if only he weren't so freaking cute!Damn, if only he weren't so freaking cute!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-15948219483715970942009-03-20T08:50:00.000-07:002009-03-20T08:50:00.000-07:00Waldi is a excited pee'r. When we come home he sq...Waldi is a excited pee'r. When we come home he squirts just a little...we need to break him of this habit, he tends to hang out on the bed when we go home.Natehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13535971528309608946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-21670577651728689562009-03-19T17:44:00.000-07:002009-03-19T17:44:00.000-07:00oh man i wouldn't be a fan of a dog peeing in my b...oh man i wouldn't be a fan of a dog peeing in my bed, oy.Katelinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15994241556437259884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-43554575613046554312009-03-19T15:07:00.000-07:002009-03-19T15:07:00.000-07:00When we moved here, we got two farm cats. They sha...When we moved here, we got two farm cats. They shat (Yes, it's a word) upon our bed. More than once.<BR/><BR/>They went back to the farm.Angellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04084789720358907986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-7983140507654803732009-03-19T14:59:00.000-07:002009-03-19T14:59:00.000-07:00oh my god, i will KILL the cats if they do that. ...oh my god, i will KILL the cats if they do that. YOU HEAR THAT, CATS?Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15287792370490363047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-83060722620174214822009-03-19T13:41:00.000-07:002009-03-19T13:41:00.000-07:00My darling daughter is no long a baby but for the ...My darling daughter is no long a baby but for the past month has been waking at 2am and 4am and then up and 6am - I’ll forgive her because she’s not been well – I will not however forgive the effing cat that decided to ruin the 1 night that Connie decided to sleep through by taking a massive smelly shite right by the side of the bed at 4am! Umm thanks nice.... ‘cooking fat’!Sentimenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14371985746466662525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-85365190732624590292009-03-19T13:21:00.000-07:002009-03-19T13:21:00.000-07:00Ah, doggy manipulation at its finest! After my tr...Ah, doggy manipulation at its finest! After my trip to Vancouver I'm assuming you live in a place where you have to take the dog out for a walk. I think it's harder to potty train when you can't just let them out the back door.<BR/><BR/>Thanks again for all of your suggestions. We did most of them, and all but one (Gastown) we LOVED! Your suggestions definitely made our trip.Tiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01470163614190777624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-49257805111967296042009-03-19T12:32:00.000-07:002009-03-19T12:32:00.000-07:00Ohhhh noooo! Bed peeing! Yikes! That would definit...Ohhhh noooo! Bed peeing! Yikes! That would definitely make me want to send him to the farm, cute or no.<BR/><BR/>All the dogs we had growing up (except the first one, but she was a puppy when I was a baby) were a year or two old when we adopted them. And all housebroken. When we get a dog, I want a pound dog, and I absolutely want one that is already housebroken. But this makes me think, man, if I don't have the patience to housebreak a dog, how the eff am I going to deal with a kid???Lemon Gloriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07280085058516960260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-60535279239546991602009-03-19T12:25:00.000-07:002009-03-19T12:25:00.000-07:00This is a male dog, right? My 15 year old male dog...This is a male dog, right? My 15 year old male dog has special "pants" he wears in the house, as he has decided that he is old enough to STOP being potty trained (in the number 1 department, anyway). Those things have made our lives SO MUCH EASIER.3carnationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15942247215569463561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-37092028193185728202009-03-19T12:24:00.000-07:002009-03-19T12:24:00.000-07:00I'm with SoMi's Nilsa... I'm all about adopting a ...I'm with SoMi's Nilsa... I'm all about adopting a 1 year old dog, and 3 year old kids. No poopy diapers for me!rachaelgkinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18002691394373545956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-3799699980503432752009-03-19T12:07:00.000-07:002009-03-19T12:07:00.000-07:00Puppy bed wetting is so not cool. I hope he gets ...Puppy bed wetting is so not cool. I hope he gets his little act together soon for your sake!<BR/><BR/>I am also dying from Mermanda's comment. Too funny!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-53863583755212921782009-03-19T11:58:00.000-07:002009-03-19T11:58:00.000-07:00Oh how this post makes me so happy we adopted a on...Oh how this post makes me so happy we adopted a one-year old very potty trained dog. I'm thinking we might skip over the babies, too, and go right to the toddlers. What? The plan has worked stellar for us so far!Nilsa @ SoMi Speakshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08474642034399063234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-78008223797590669172009-03-19T11:37:00.000-07:002009-03-19T11:37:00.000-07:00I'm so glad you're trying to train him, though. I ...I'm so glad you're trying to train him, though. I knew someone with a dog once who never bothered to housebreak him, so he just peed all over the house wherever and whenever he pleased, and it was GROSS.<BR/><BR/>I hope he gets better after the big ball snip, too.MLEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09301902783411290755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-60604766318821059592009-03-19T10:43:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:43:00.000-07:00omg i'm dying at mermanda's comment!!!if it makes ...omg i'm dying at mermanda's comment!!!<BR/><BR/>if it makes you feel better, my cat threw up on my purse the other day. i feel your pain.Maxiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16309902108360535182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-86673612407100875882009-03-19T10:40:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:40:00.000-07:00I swear, puppies are so freaking lucky that they a...I swear, puppies are so freaking lucky that they are cute.The Dutchess of Kickballhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06895200514420928761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-61041042356044353222009-03-19T10:31:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:31:00.000-07:00Lindsay's comment reminds me of something Andrew s...Lindsay's comment reminds me of something Andrew shared with me for the first time two nights ago. When we first started dating, he thought I wore a diaper. Seriously. He THOUGHT I WORE A DIAPER. Apparently, he gave me a playful spank one day and it made weird "smushy diaper" noise. Um, hello. Have you ever heard of a freaking pad?!<BR/><BR/>Boys.<BR/><BR/>P.S. Wolfgang, get your shit together.Mermandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14752729189708919104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-48439877815891326732009-03-19T10:28:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:28:00.000-07:00Oh puppehs. It's all fun and games until someone p...Oh puppehs. It's all fun and games until someone pees on the bed.Esmé Glasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00945740660314289409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-80203323152647610712009-03-19T10:14:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:14:00.000-07:00Poor Wolfgang and his tiny bladder! And poor Hill...Poor Wolfgang and his tiny bladder! And poor Hillary for having to clean up after him :( Maybe he needs diapers.Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00311253409685811235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-6330827642453857892009-03-19T10:06:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:06:00.000-07:00The bed pee is the absolute worst. THE WORST. We h...The bed pee is the absolute worst. THE WORST. We had a rampant show of disgust when we stopped picking up poop in the yard since..you know..it's winter and all. Calvin stopped using the washroom in the yard because 'oooo it's so grooosss' and then went on the bed a few times to get his point across.<BR/><BR/>So I punched him.Benhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14169067066816104504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-25040510326527058172009-03-19T10:00:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:00:00.000-07:00Does this mean you will have to put newspapers all...Does this mean you will have to put newspapers all over the place?! Oh Wolfgang, stop giving your mama such a hard time!Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16323696998854147831noreply@blogger.com